User blog comment:Nikolai Banks/Islands of No Return/@comment-7256067-20111023164519/@comment-4512067-20111023170307

''A weasel with a silver hoop slit through an ear makes the first move-Drawing a longknife, she lowers herself to the ground, crawling across the sands, to stop behind a sand dune closest to the woodlanders. A ferret with a longbow follows in her wake, as silent as the breeze rustling the tropical leaves''